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forwards, either to soothe the child or to vent her own iry voice followed her "Of course you can help it Other women

can You must wean the animal"

She turned "Oh, Nevill, look at him--"

"I don't want to look at him"

"But--he's so ti-i-ny Whatever will he do?"

"Do? He'll do as other women's children do"

"He won't He'll die"

"Not he Catch hi He'll only howl more infernally than he's

howled before That's all he'll do Do hi he wants in this vile world But whatever he does

I' to have you sacrificed to him"

"I'm not sacrificed I don't h I hate the little beast coo to hiht If you want to make an invalid scarecrow of yourself before

your time, it's not my business Only don't come to me for sympathy,

that's all"

With one of her passionate movements, she snatched the child fro and laid hi and wailing, and his mother on her

knees beside the bed, her face hidden in the counterpane